However, this bloody breath that suddenly became rich suddenly disappeared with the wind, as if nothing had happened. The idiom Fan who stopped looked around for a moment, then glanced towards the sky for a while, and then his brows were already only wrinkled together, as if they were twisted into a hemp rope.

At this time, the Soul Shaping Glove, which was quite spiritual, had already quietly wrapped it without any instructions from the idiom Fan, and it was vigilant!

At this moment, Cheng Yufan's brows furrowed even tighter, and his pounding heart also accelerated.

"Hell!" the idiom Fan cursed even more viciously at the corner of his mouth. But the curse was not in the slightest threat, and even seemed to provoke something.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the gold and silver fire thunder flame on his left hand also felt a strong sense of threat from something, and the thunder flame that was strong when it was strong suddenly increased a lot. The scorching heat of the flames and the sparkle of thunder and lightning formed the beating of the thunder flames, which had already illuminated the radius of the idiom Fan within a radius of ten meters as bright as day.

"Ma, master, I said, don't mess with me, it's better not to mess with me, otherwise I'll let you die a rhythmic death,"

His fists were clenched, and his knuckles made a crackling sound, "Since you want to feel the rhythm of death so much, let you die again!"

The next moment, at the moment when Idiom Fan took another step, I saw a group of women dressed in red satin brocade clothes in all directions, walking out a little staggeringly. The long black hair split the head and covered the face, and with the help of the light of the moonlit night, Idiom Fan could clearly see that on the long black hair, there were even some spots, half a little red.

"Blood?!"

The answer that Fan got for the first time was looking at the other women in red satin brocade robes. It's just that if you don't look at it, you almost didn't let the idiom fan spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"I'll go!" The Adam's apple rolled deeply, and a mouthful of saliva was swallowed as the Adam's apple rolled, "There's no need for such a unified standard!"

Idiom Fan's eyes were round and big, and almost the eyeballs were about to pop out. On the long black hair that each woman had split her head and face, there were large and small or more or less blood spots. Not to mention that the red blood spots on these dark black hair made idiom fan's goosebumps rise and fall, and even made idiom fan's legs tremble a little.

This fucking is definitely not an ordinary female corpse! He has a very keen sense of perception, and it seems that the number of dark red blood spots on the dark hair and the size of the dark red blood spots also indicate which of these female corpses is stronger or weaker.

There are many and large red blood spots, and often the cold air is extremely good, and even before he gets close to the idiom Fan, he has already felt that the cold air is like the cold air in the ice cellar of ten thousand years, that is, it changes back into a lifelike sculpture.

On the contrary, if the dark red blood spots are small and not many, the cold qi is relatively weak. But that's only relatively. As far as the monomer is concerned, even if it is a female corpse with small and few red blood spots, the cold aura is quite unusual.

However, this is not counting, from all directions, those female corpses who staggered out of the forest, the number is terrifying, with the idiom of excellent perception, about a touch, no less than ninety. Of course, if you add in the number of female corpses that may not have come out of the back, it is almost certain that this number is more than a hundred.

The Buddha and Avril had been standing in the distance, hiding their aura and watching.

Perhaps it was the terrain, but Avril counted it carefully instead of the idiom. Unexpectedly, there were more than one hundred and fifty female corpses, and they were constantly gathering towards Idiom Fan.

One hundred and fifty?

Even Avril, who is the host, is far superior to Avril who is a familiar fan, and he can't help but tremble slightly in his heart.

One hundred and fifty, as far as the current Avril is concerned, maybe just need to move her fingers, and these one hundred and fifty even the female corpses in red brocade clothes will be wiped out in an instant.

But think about it from another angle. When Avril herself was still at the level of Idiom Fan, in the face of such a hundred and fifty female corpses, should she choose to flee or choose to fight!

However, this is self-evident......

"What's the matter, are you scared?" Mo Qi's voice suddenly echoed in his head at this time, but it sounded like there was a hint of playfulness in this voice.

"Are you gloating?" the corners of Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and the brows that were originally only frowning slowly relaxed.

"What do you think?" Zixiao Zhenren asked even more interestingly.

"I don't know!" However, Idiom Fan only gave the most powerful figure three words, "If you want to gloat, go slowly, if you want to watch a good show, then watch it slowly, maybe I will give you a super blockbuster that does not lose to Hollywood!"

"Really?" Zixiao Zhenren, who was in the depths of his soul, smiled faintly, "That's really what my old man is looking forward to!"

......

At this moment, somewhere, a touch of Allure has already appeared on someone's face, quite a feeling of "looking back and smiling, and the six palaces have no color".

It's just that such a smile of the city, but the idiom Fan can't see it, and it can't be appreciated.

Idiom Fan glanced around again, and his frowning brows also relaxed, even though the more than 100-figure female corpse was menacing, it seemed to be very disdainful in Idiom Fan's eyes.

Idiom Fan slowly retreated step by step, and at the same time adjusted the Yuan Spirit, forcibly suppressed the gold and silver fire thunder flame on his left hand and the gold and silver fire thunder flame that was restless due to the gold and silver fire thunder flame on the Heavenly Spirit Fire Thunder Sword.

If you let the gold, silver, fire, and thunder on both sides continue to be so restless. I'm afraid that when the time comes, not only will it attract more such female corpses, but it may also attract the master who exudes a bloody aura. It's going to be a bit difficult to do then.

At least for now, Idiom Fan didn't want to fight that master. At least, it will be necessary to wait for the idiom Fan to completely understand this place. The Yuan Spirit was raised, and the fear and restlessness of the Soul Shaping Glove and the Gold, Silver Fire, and Thunder Flame that began to be a little irritable in his heart were gradually suppressed, and he gradually regained his calm.

When all the irritability and restlessness were completely restored to normal and calm, Idiom Fan finally stopped the slight retreat towards the rear, and at this moment, the moment Idiom Fan stopped, it seemed that the female corpses in brocade and red robes also seemed to have received some order, and all of them stopped moving forward.

"Huh?"